Goodbye Forry Ackerman

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When I was a little kid, the perfect Saturday started with constant spinning of the TV knob trying to watch all the morning cartoons at once on every channel. Hours tearing up the house and yard with my GI Joe followed. Late afternoon would be spent finishing and displaying my newest Aurora model kit. I'd then wind down reading my comics or Famous Monsters of Filmland magazines waiting for Mom's call to dinner from downstairs.